The family fireside is the best of schools.
The family fireside is the best of schools.
If woman were brought into the field to fight political battles with men, why what would she be then Instead of being man's superior, as she is at the present time, she would be man's rival. ... It is because I have a great respect for women that I shall oppose this Bill. I look upon woman as the light of the home, and the genius of the fireside.
You are a king by your own fireside, as much as any monarch in his throne.
Don't you stay at home of evenings? Don't you love a cushioned seat in a corner, by the fireside, with your slippers on your feet?
Dreams and predictions ought to serve but for winter talk by the fireside.
I could not at any age be content to take my place in a corner by the fireside and simply look on.
There is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair.
The real meaning of travel, like that of a conversation by the fireside, is the discovery of oneself through contact with other people, and its condition is self-commitment in the dialogue.
One of the animals which a generous and sociable man would soonest become is a dog. A dog can have a friend he has affections and character, he can equally enjoy the field and the fireside he dreams, he caresses, he propitiates he offends, and is pardoned he stands by you in adversity he is a good fellow.
I enjoy the great atmosphere for a sit-down fireside, white tablecloth, intimate dinner. I also enjoy the upscale casual setting, which is perfect for a stop after a golf outing or a day of shopping.
Fireside happiness, to hours of ease Blest with that charm, the certainty to please.
A man . . . must have a very good opinion of himself when he asks people to leave their own fireside, and encounter such a day as this, for the sake of coming to see him. He must think himself a most agreeable fellow.
We had no revolutions to fear, nor fatigues to undergo all our adventures were by the fireside, and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown.
Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childhood days, recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth, and transport the traveler back to his own fireside and quiet home!
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories